He allowed himself a moment before answering, waiting until the rush kicked in and the pain faded, and then opened his eyes, flashing her a vicious, crooked smile. "Yep."

He paused, propping the guy up like a broken marionette doll against the refrigerator, and flexed his fingers, eager to go find something to climb on. Maybe the wall outside the apartment as they left. One thing at a time, though, as much as he itched to try out his new toy. "Don't suppose you want to look?"